When you spend time with Grandpa, you learn to eat like Grandpa. With you this is not hard because you are an eating machine whose switch is always “on.”
We went to the park together for the first time. Swings and climbing and slides. By the way, when you are standing on the playground platform, and then you just jump off, you aren’t testing your angels are you? (Psalm 91:11). Don’t worry, Grandpa watches closely, and yes, I do always catch you…
After the park it is time for Israeli food. A little pita with hummus and some limonana. Since your daddy eats hummus all the time, this is our go-to snack. The limonana is new for you and of course I knew you would like it.A refreshing drink like a mint/lemonade slushy, without too much sweetness. Delicious!
Well, more playing at the park and gastronomical journeys ahead!
Now you climbing everywhere. I have to laugh when you try to climb up the couch you always make a noise, “Ooph,” because you think that’s what you are suppose to do. Grandpa makes that same noise when he bends over to pick you up.
I think some climbing has to stop, however. No climbing in the refrigerator, for instance! Nana caught you trying to get in there and Zeus was your accomplice. Besides, that bottle of sriracha will remind you that you don’t want to go in the refrigerator when you put it in your mouth- like you do everything you grab.
You can always climb up on the recliner, however. Anytime you want there will be a Grandpa lap waiting…